Chapter 55: The End? It's just getting started!

There were seven corpses in total, and they were lying down in the center of a display case containing the 'Bottle of Kersman', like a flower with a strange shape.

A flower with flesh and blood and petals, and gold and silver as stamens.

Under the light, the dazzling scarlet did not hide the brilliance of the 'Kersman Bottle', on the contrary, the 'Kersman Bottle' became more and more dazzling.

People's eyes were firmly locked on the strange and inexplicable scene in front of them.

The videographer's lens is no exception.

Only Qin Ran is different.

His eyes were on Pol throughout. Nelson's body.

He caught the fleeting shock and disbelief on the other person's face.

He also captured the ...... that lurked deep under the other person's eyes

Greedy!

It was a greed carved into the marrow.

"Damn it!"

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Hurry up! Call again and tell the police everything that's going on here, I need them to come here quickly! ”

"Everything that is happening here is beyond our control."

Bohr. Nelson let out a low roar, then, urging the equally overwhelmed security guard.

These security guards who keep vigil at the museum can handle some small things, but in the face of murder, they are really powerless.

Growing up in a peaceful atmosphere, it was probably the first time they had seen a corpse except for a funeral.

Moreover, I still see so many at once.

"Okay, okay."

In the midst of the stammering words, several security guards staggered out.

Bohr. Nelson looked at the panicked backs of the security guards, sighed, and turned his head to look at Eckerd.

"They're really freaked out."

"I'm the same, I feel cold all over my body."

"I'm sorry, Eckerd, but this interview has to be concluded, as much as I would love to continue......"

"Why end?"

Qin Ran's hoarse, low words interrupted Pol. Nelson could be described as impatient, even personable.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Qin Ran.

"Your Excellency 2567, it's not suitable for filming now."

"I'm sorry to give up halfway, but the situation is ...... exceptional"

"Is it special?"

"That's not what they say."

Bohr. Nelson's patient explanation was interrupted by Qin Ran again.

"Please don't mess around!"

Continuously interrupted Bol. Nelson's brows furrowed, as if he was angry, but Qin Ran could see clearly that the other party's eyes were not angry, but dodging and fear.

When hearing 'them', such emotions become clear and profound.

"They are greedy people who are dominated by laziness."

"They told me they were tempted!"

"They may have a chance to reap some immediate benefits"

"They told me they stepped into a trap!"

"Eventually, they will die in their own greed."

"They told me it was the man who seduced them for their lives!"

Qin Ran repeated Pol. Nelson's words, and the use of 'them' as answers.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You deceitful medium!"

"Get out of my museum!"

This time, Pol. Nelson was no longer frowning, he angrily yelled at Qin Ran.

"Of course I'll leave."

"But they will stay."

In a hoarse voice, Qin Ran pointed to the corpse on the ground, and his body began to twist strangely, like a 'snake' standing upright after forming a snake array.

The snake stared at its prey with a cold gaze.

'It' spat out the letter softly.

And then......

Hiss.

The snake hissed suddenly.

Bohr. Nelson seemed to see something, his face turned pale, and he staggered back again and again.

"It's not me!"

"I didn't kill you!"

"I just hired you to steal the 'Bottle of Kersman'!"

"Everything has nothing to do with me."

"It's all 'Kersman's Bottle'!"

"That's right, it's it!"

"It bewitched me!"

"It's this bottle of doom!"

In a hurried and shrill shout, Pol. Nelson fell to the ground, and the old curator stepped back with his hands on the ground.

The original decent dress has long since become messy and messy.

The seemingly sincere and kind face is even more distorted to the point that it is unbearable.

Qin Ran stopped.

He quietly looked at Pol, who had fallen into a hypnotic hallucination. Nelson.

This time, he had enough time to set everything up, and he didn't need to resort to murderous energy to achieve better results.

In fact, in conjunction with Pol. After Nelson met in advance, Qin Ran was sure that something was wrong with the other party, and then contacted the small riot when buying tickets before, Qin Ran didn't think that these were all coincidences.

He doesn't believe in coincidences.

What happens in the same place must be linked.

I didn't find any 'common ground', I just didn't find it.

And inside the Rain City Museum, the common ground is so easy to find.

What else is there besides the 'Bottle of Kersman'?

Use the 'Kersman's Vial' as a common denominator to connect with those who are full of malicious eyes and meet Pol in advance. What will Nelson be?

Purloin!

Alibi!

These answers almost poured into Qin Ran's mind.

Therefore, while in the café, Qin Ran deliberately looked at the museum.

The tremor of the little finger, and the incessant mention of 'bad luck', are hints again and again.

When these hints are triggered, they are like ignited explosives, which explode directly.

For this, Qin Ran thanked the female hypnotist Nuna from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for the other party's reminder of 'music and dance', he would not have thought of integrating hypnosis and suggestion into his life so quickly.

After all, Qin Ran had long been accustomed to another way of fighting.

Even if he was sealed, it would be difficult for his way of thinking to switch to the forced choice in front of him at the first time.

However, judging from the current situation, the effect is really good.

Qin Ran looked at Pol, who kept shirking responsibility and giving himself quibbles. Nelson, with a taunt in his eyes.

There are people who always wear a mask of hypocrisy and accuse people who are the same as him.

Because, this is not only able to disguise itself.

It can also make itself look extremely noble.

Even if it is exposed, it will not wake up, but will start to blame more people.

For such a person, Qin Ran was disdainful.

The faint sound of the siren in his ears brought back to the senses of the film crews who were witnessing everything in front of them.

"W-What the hell is going on?"

Everything changed so quickly that the makeup artist couldn't react.

Apparently it was Pol who entered the museum with them. Nelson turned out to be a criminal?

No one answered.

The rest of the crew was the same as the makeup artist.

However, when the uniformed police officers rushed in, people were relieved.

"It's over!"

Eckerd whispered.

Qin Ran shook his head and raised his hand to point at the corpse on the ground.

"The end?"

"No, it's just the beginning."

"They ......"

"Told me more!"

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